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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Piston Honda" data-source="post: 6316648" data-attributes="member: 6699122">Only one thing in that room caught his gaze. Many things in the room had a bit more shine to them, but that dullness came from experience, it was reliable. He walked toward the glaive, its wood stained a deep red, most recently from his own former captain, and he regretted that Blackerly would not be a part of its legacy. The Warden, however.He sheathed the sword, it might come in handy, but with this he knew he could cut them all down. He felt the edge on the glaive, he always sharpened it after a battle, it felt off, but he would fix that. He claimed it before looking at the heavy mace. “Grumblejack. Would you like something to smash things with?” He grabbed the mace as well, offering it to the Ogre as he walked back toward the kitchen to wait for Armides.</blockquote>